I walk the city late at night.Does everyone here do the same?I want to be the things I see,Give every face and place my name.I cross the street, take a right,Pick up the pace, pass a fight.Did I grow up just to stay home?I'm not immune - I love this tune.

I wanna love more.I just wanna love more.

I drag the city late at night.It's in my mouth, it's in my hair.The people fill the city becauseThe city fills the people, oh yeah.I cross the street, avoid the freeze -A city's warmer by a couple degrees.The smell of food. The smell of rain.I'm not immune - I love this tune.

I wanna love more.There's a river in my head.I just wanna love more.There's a river in my head.

The only way out is down.The only way up is down.The day roll by like thunderLike a storm that's never breaking,All my time and spacecompressedIn the low pressure of the proceedings,And they beat against the sides of my life,And the roads all lead behind me,So I wrap the wheel around me and I go out.There's a river in my head.I'll take you home and make it easy.Love more.